Friday Aug 31, 2007 Pete and I each
took some vacation time from work so we were able to get in an afternoon
bike ride. The weather was nice, quite warm actually. We decided to make
this a nice easy relatively short ride.
Pete had some coupons he needed to
use up at our local True Value hardware store. We rode toward downtown
Rochester where the True Value is located on the north side of town. On
the way to the hardware store I noticed my bike was making a funny popping
type noise again. I had noticed this noise the last couple times I rode,
but I couldnít quite figure out for sure where the noise was coming from.
The noise did seem to be getting slightly more noticeable each time I
rode, I assumed this meant what ever problem was causing this issue was
getting worse. After Pete finished shopping I suggested we stop by the
local bike shop to see if they could fix the problem. I suspected it was
an issue of unbalanced tightening of the spokes on my rear wheel. I was
guessing it was a spoke rubbing against another spoke during each wheel
revolution. I was hoping they might be able to do a quick adjustment
while we waited.
We also wanted to get some lunch and
we agreed to go to the Hamlin Pub for something to eat and to see if they
had the golf match on TV.
Next stop was the bike shop. I
explained the noise issue and showed them why I suspected it might be a
spoke issue. They looked funny at me and I could tell they didnít agree
with my diagnosis. They did agree to adjust a few spokes to try and
balance out the wheel. I told them I couldnít leave my bike, I needed it
to get home. It only took a couple minutes before they returned my bike.
The adjustment made a huge difference, it appeared to solve the issue, no
more popping noise. I lucked out this time, they knew I purchased my bike
from them and they didnít charge me for this minor adjustment.
It only took a couple more minutes
to make our way to the Pub. We locked our bikes outside and went in to
get a table. They werenít real busy, but there was a guy chain smoking
relatively close to us which was annoying. This is the chance we take by
going to a Pub where smoking is allowed. Usually when someone is smoking
it isnít bad enough to be a bother, but for some reason this day it was a
bother. The golf match wasnít on TV so there wasnít anything on TV worth
watching. We ate our lunch and left relatively quickly.
We went pretty much straight home
after leaving the Pub. We took the PCT north to Dutton Road. I rode
about half way up the Dutton Hill before finally walking the second half
of the way up. I was feeling lazy and didnít feel like pushing myself to
ride up all the way. Pete must have been feeling even lazier than me
because he walked his bike up the entire way. I waited a couple minutes
for Pete to arrive at the point we cut into the subdivision on the way to
Peteís house. We split up close to Peteís house, I kept going the extra
2.2 miles to my house. Again, even though it was relatively short and
uneventful it was great just to be out on our bikes on a Friday afternoon.
Following are the ride statistics
from this day. 16.7 miles total, 24.5 mph max speed, average speed 10.1
mph with time on bikes of 1 hour and 39 minutes.